There’s a great side trip that you can take from Barcelona. Hop a train for a 1.5 hour ride to Figueres…  where you’ll follow the tourists for a ten-minute walk to arrive at El Teatre-Museu DalÃ:  Salvador DalÃ, the great surrealist, was born in this city. The theater that once showcased his works as a young boy now serves …
With these hands I thee made
When we were little, my sisters and I never played with Barbie. Or Ken for that matter. Instead we’d learn to make our own dolls, whether out of paper or fabric remnants. My mom’s side of the family had a textile business so you might say I have linen and silk fibers woven into my DNA strands. My imagination took …
War of the Roses
In spite of the threats of mudslides, earthquakes, and hillside fires, waking up every January 1st in my house is a treat. From my living room window you can hear then see the B-2 stealth bomber fly overhead to open the Rose Parade. This is definitely the highlight of my day…except for the one year my neighbor decided to wake Pasadena …
Happy New Year!
Note: click on any picture in my blog to enlarge it. Isn’t it odd that for all the long hours that seem to drag at work or while waiting for trains, we still can’t slow down time? In a blink of an eye another year has flashed by. For me, I’ve logged a ton of miles this year across a few continents, …
Slo-mo time warp
There are literally a million stores and dining choices along the Champs-Élysées, but today this particular store with the Citroën exhibit catches my attention: The stairs spiral around the entire building and on each floor there is a spinning display showcasing interior designs by various vendors. This is a room sparsely decorated by Louis Vuitton in muted colors:  But once …